Smile (formely unknown) | By : Gimpy Category: +M through R > Metalocalypse > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2285 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Yada Yada Yada I don’t own them, wish I did. Sorry about a delay, I have been going through some shit lately.
Though Toki turned around and smiled he kept his eyes focused on the carpet the lined the hallway. It was not until a soft ‘hey’ brought his eyes up did he notice that Nathan was staring at him. Toki simple responded ‘hey’ as Nathan moved back into the room to let Toki in. Nathan watched as the shorter man entered his room and made his way to the bed. With an amused face, Nathan watched Toki make himself a little nest on the foot of the bed, holding his teddy bear as if it wanted to run away.
“Ahem, did you want something to drink?” Nathan asks as he closed the door and moved further into the room. “I got just about everything here, vodka, beer…”
“Grape class=SpellE>Kool-aid” was the response he got, and Nathan could only stare at the now blanket-covered form that had taken up residence on the foot of his bed.
“I don’t have Kool-aid, but I do have grape vodka, how about that.” Nathan asked as was answered by a nod. He considered pouring Toki a cup, but decided to just hand Toki the bottle. A thin hand reached out and grabbed the offered bottle. Nathan stood next to the bed for a while, but decided to sit against the headboard as he resumed his channel surfing.
class=GramE>“So…. why no gurls?” A small voice asked over the cop chase that was currently on the class=GramE>tv.
“I class=SpellE>dunno, just did not want them hanging off of me.” Nathan responded taking his eyes off the police brutality that now filled the room with light. “That and I really did not want to be there when they started hanging off of Murderface, that is just gross. How any one would want to fuck him or even touch him beats me?” There was a little laugh from the bundle at the end of the bed, before it turned.
“Has not showered since we left home,” replied the bundle “smell like bad pickle herring.”
“Charles said he had to shower at least once a week so the bus would not smell, we may have to tie him down and hose him down. But knowing him he might get turned on by it.”
“Murderface with a hard-on, class=SpellE>ewww” Toki replied making a sick face as he trembled.
“At least they have Pickles and class=SpellE>Skwisgaar to hang off of. Why didn’t you stay?”
“I dunno, wanted to spend time alone I guess.” Replied Toki, though he quickly added “Or spend time with someone I know.”
“Alright”
The next few hours were spend watching the random cop shows, murder mysteries, and the odd porno. Slowly Toki moved further up the bed ands was now sitting next to Nathan against the headboard. They would remain that way until Nathan thought he had heard a small whimper over the poorly acted porno that was currently on the screen. Peaked by the small noise Nathan turned to look at his bed companion, only to see that Toki had curled on the bed towards him. As he continues to look at Toki, Nathan noticed that the second guitar had curled into a ball facing him and his ever present teddy bear was in his arms and was drooling on the blanket that he had managed to steal. Nathan thought that this was first time that he had noticed how much younger Toki was. Nathan decided that a sleeping Toki was no where near as dangerous as a Toki on sugar so he decided to let his band member sleep and turned back to the porno that was currently on the screen, smirking he watched the silicon-filled blonde blow the small midget dressed as a Oompa-Loompa, complete with the white shoes.
Toki meanwhile was having the same dream he had had for the last weeks. It began with him standing outside of his parents’ home as a blizzard began, he felt himself slow begin to freeze as the winds blew around him and he quickly wished for his parents to let him in. In the dream he would approach the door only to have it open and the stern figure of his father stand in the doorway preventing his entrance, and though he knew that this would happen he continued to approach his father and the door only to have it slammed in his face, normally this would continue until he awoke in the morning. After he was able to fall back asleep, if he was lucky, he would normally dream of a certain lead singer and a shower, but tonight’s dream seemed different. The dream continued as normal, with Toki approaching the door, only to have it slammed in his face, though he had only begun to notice it he heard a low rumbling in the background of his dream, and it now seemed to be getting closer. Toki slowly turned in his dream and caught sight of a headlight, turning away from the door Toki stared until the headlight turned into the murdercycle. As the cycle came closer and closer to Toki he began to walk and then run towards the familiar vehicle, only to stop when the cycle and its driver came to a halt. Toki stared in awe as the cycle stopped just feet from and remained silent as he noticed that the driver was getting off the bike and began to approach him. Even though he was dreaming, Toki began to wonder how he had gotten so lucky, and even though he knew he had a stupid grin on his face as he ran into the arms of the figure and continued to until a gruff voice told him that it was okay and he was safe.
Nathan stared at the tv, which now was showing another silicon filled blonde, but this blonde was not entertaining a Oompa-Loompa but she was trying to get the brain dead watcher to buy a potato peeler that also skinned squirrels. Deciding that he would have to drink half of a brewery to find her attractive enough to continue watching he decided to turn the tv off at the early hour of three am.
Next Morning
Nathan awoke the next morning to the slamming of doors quickly followed by Murderface screaming ‘Fucking Whore’ into the hallway, normally he would have simply turned over and gone back to sleep, but something made him stop, well more like someone. Nathan was now staring down at a head of brown hair. Trying to remember if he had brought back anyone last night, he quickly began to panic as he remembered that there was not a girl in his bed, but Toki. Beginning to panic, he looked down at his bed partner and realized that during the night he had turned on his back and that now Toki was laying on his chest, long with the arm was Toki’s teddy bear that now was staring at him through black button eyes. Nathan decided it would be better to panic when Toki was not in the room so he began to move out from underneath Toki, but was halted by a small whimpering noise that began every time he moved and would only stop if he stopped.
For the next hour Nathan remained on the bed, watching the younger man that was currently using his chest as a pillow. Nathan began to notice how beautiful the younger man was. Shocked by his admission Nathan began to get out of bed, regardless of the young man that was currently attached to him. Nathan quickly jumped out of the bed only to be stopped by a small voice “Nath’ns.”
Nathan grunted as he turned to answer the voice, “Need to take a piss” was all he said as he entered the bathroom and although he did have to take a piss, as he shut the door and turned the light all he could do was stare at his image in the mirror. Two small voices in the back of his head began to talk:
“WHAT THE FUCK IS HE STILL DOING HERE?”
“You invited him remember”
“I DID NOT INVITE HIM TO SLEEP OVER, OR SLEEP THE FUCK ON ME”
“You really do not need to shout you know that right?”
“I WILL SHOUT AS MUCH AS I FUCKING WANT TO, AGAIN WHAT THE FUCK IS HE STILL DOING IN HERE?”
“He fell asleep, just like you did”
“HE DID NOT, sorry he did not need to sleep on me”
“Well maybe not, but he was not the one who put his arm around him”
“WHAT, I DID NOT PUT MY ARM AROUND HIM”
“Again with the shouting, and yes you did, or what that someone else hand stroking his hair”
“WHAT THE FUCK, WHEN WAS THAT?”
“Well it was when we woke up”
“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK”
“Okay now what is wrong?”
“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK”
“Alright shut up now, so what if you like Toki, BIG FUCKING DEAL?”
“IT IS A BIG FUCKING DEAL, I CAN NOT LIKE A DUDE, even though he can act and does kinda look like a girl”
“What is the problem then?”
“I can not like a guy, that is not metal, there is no way that it is metal”
“YOU CAN MAKE COFFEE METAL, WHAT DO YOU CARE?”
“Okay so say I like him, hypothetically, what if he does not like me? What do I do then?”
“Well sorry to say but he did end up sleeping in your bed and I do remember him calling your name when you left, so maybe he does feel the same way, you won’t know until you ask him. He did not seem all that upset about sleeping next to you.”
“Okay, fine, what do I do?”
“Well why don’t take the piss and go tell him, if he says no you can always tell him that you are high or drunk.”
“Alright, alright”
“Alright” Nathan said to his reflection in mirror, quickly turning and emptying his bladder he flushed the toilet and forgetting to wash his hands he hurried back out into the room.
“Hey Toki, I need to….” he began to trail off as he noticed that the bed was now empty except for a very lonely teddy bear. Across the hall way a very scared Toki locked the bathroom door and began to rock back and forth on the floor as he hyperventilate and a quiet mantra of ‘oh shit, oh shit, oh shit” filled the small room.
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